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WCC Cup round 3... Rodzilla vs. TimeLock

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M Dogg™:
Alright, winners go to the finals, for the 3rd ever WCC Cup, loser just goes about their normal pathic WCC life... lol... j/k

20 bars max
Due by Wednesday, January 15, 2003
Judged by DayGoStyLZ, bLaDe, and me

Final Four... lets go

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
NOW LEMME START THIS HERE.....


AYO....
I'm a lyrical savage strate outta B-A, C-A, U-S-A, Keepin it G-A, N-G, S-T-A/
Comin 2 "unlock" tha time by bustin these vicious rhymes/
Im In My Prime, Got more lines than East Oakland's rate of Crimes/
If I see tha next level, best believe Ima climb/
Cuz I aint no sweet muthafucka, Bitch I taste like lemon lime/
Murdeing these so-called emcees, Take a trip 2 tha 9th cloud and bring its people to their knees/
Spreadin Siccness like a disease, flowin like summer breeze/
Muthafucaz all callin my style basic, Gimme a break, Bitch Please/
Let it be KNOWN, Im Keystyle's Foundation, Shakin suckas like Vibration/
But U faggots still sleep on me like U waz Hybernatin/
These Punk ass cats like TimeLock get snapped like wooden bats/
While I flip out like acrobats on olympic gym mats/
Im a fuckin mac, I got more "tricks" than jeremy mcgrath/
Sippin on 151 as my mouthpiece gets rid of these rats/
Cuz this is my backyard, and im here to refresh it like a plumber/
All U muthafuckas on my nuts, Jesus Christ, Form a line a take a number...

.:TimeLock:.:
After this... on to the final round, but who's it be, well of course me/
Cuz lyrically... stomped to the ground, is where rod is soon to be/
no need to beg n plea, it'll all be over soon, look here son in plain text i'm manifesting ya tome/
This shit's just too much for u to consume, I got yo head expanding n' ready to pop like a balloon/
Say u's a "Sand Nigga", 'n' "Time" u can surpass, but after this u gonna be just sand, running thru my hour glass/
Son I control ya future, present n even shit from ya past, u so predictable to me  no wonder I got u out classed/
No need fa me to rock a mask, I show my face in dis place, but u steady outta place, showing yo ass, thinking u an Ace, bitch I put yo face in a cast/
Seal yo mouth shut n' keep that tongue tucked, u just bucked a volcano ready to erupt/
Semi-final round fa me, final round fa u, rodzilla ya time is thru, time fa me to run u thru/
Lyrics form da ‘9*... desert storm* u, and yo audio crew, hot n bubbly like we cooking up some beef stew/
We dining fa 2, but what I put on ya plate is just too much fa u to chew, my shit is 2003, while your's still 2002/
Why the fuck u even step to me... knowing ya mind was goan get blew/

M Dogg™:
Alright... this is was actually not as cool as I thought. Rod came out blazing, had his punches, and an amazing flow. TimeLock too had a great flow, but he was not as crisp as he was though out the tournarment. It seemed like he was rhyming tired or something, underestimating Rod or something, which is odd because Rod is a very proven vet. Anyways, I think Rod won this.

vote=Rodzilla

.:TimeLock:.:
humm to me it seem like half his verse was not directed at me seem more directed at emcees in general and basicly bigup up him self... any way  peace

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